Asura Martial System

"Why does laozi care so much? In the past, I was also carrying a bad reputation, but in the future, I will also be left with a bad reputation for a thousand years. Since my ending is already decided, but I cannot let their ending be decided."    

    

Zhao Xin clenched his fists, and a fierce look flashed across his clear eyes.    

    

"Alright, I promise you that I will bear the crime of starting a fight."    

    

"Haha, not bad. You have such a responsibility at such a young age. A hesitant woman is always a woman. If you want to be reborn from the dead, you can only fight with all your might. Emperors are always lonely."    

    

Li Shiming burst into laughter.    

    

The king was always lonely.    

    

Li Shiming and the other two had been eavesdropping on the news regarding the Large Blood-Red Hand, but none of them knew anything about it.    

    

Zhao Xin had no choice but to leave Blackwater City.    

    

"I don't care anymore. Let's go to Ghost Mine and take a look."    

    

Previously, they only had one month to search for the Large Blood-Red Hand, so they were pressed for time. That was why he chose not to go to Ghost Mine.    

    

But now that he had half a month's time, he had the time to make a trip to Ghost Mine to find Zixuan.    

    

And at this moment.    

    

In Ghost Mine, black lightning rumbled, and lightning crackled within the dark clouds.    

    

In such a harsh environment, in a mountain range...    

    

Hundreds of thousands of slaves were busy mining. The prolonged exploitation had made them thin and skinny, and their eyes were dull.    

    

At the entrance of the mine, in a luxurious palace.    

    

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the hall.    

    

A thin and weak girl was heavily slapped to the ground by Nether Soldier.    

    

"Smelly b * tch, if you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit."    

    

It seemed like a banquet was being held in the main hall. Emperor Song was sitting on the main seat, surrounded by high ranking officials of Path of Hell.    

    

The woman fell to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth and her hair in a bun. Her breathing was weak, and blood was constantly seeping out from her fingers. It was obvious that she had just been punished for her black joints. Her hands were trembling nonstop, and she was in so much pain that even sounds could be heard. His body was curled up on the ground.    

    

"The Third Young Master wants you to accompany him to drink with him because he thinks highly of you as a slave. Wouldn't the Third Young Master be fine after you obey him?" A few Nether Soldier said with a cold smile.    

    

One had to admit that this slave in front of them had a pretty face. Across the entire Path of Hell, there were less than a hundred people who could be compared to him in terms of looks. Li Zixuan could be considered as a fresh flower in the Ghost Mine.    

    

A man with a wolf head and a human body walked to Li Zixuan's side. He squatted down and his sharp wolf claws slowly moved on Li Zixuan's face.    

    

"Do you know? For beauties, I usually eat them after I enjoy them. But you made me lose my patience, so you can skip the first grade. You can directly become my meal. " The werewolf said with a cold smile, his voice full of anger.    

    

From his eyes, it could be seen that he had lost his patience.    

    

His reputation as the Third Young Master of Wolf Clan was ignored by a slave. This made him very angry. Even Emperor Song had to be respectful to him. How dare a slave resist him? Wasn't this courting death?    

    

Even though she had used up all her torture methods, Li Li Zixuan was still unwilling to lower her head.    

    

Wealth, wealth, and even the highest cultivation level could not move him.    

    

He really could not understand. Wasn't the Human Clan all selfish, self-righteous, and could be bought over with just a little bit of profit?    

    

Why was this woman in front of him different?    

    

Or was it because of something else?    

    

Even some Foundation cultivator couldn't withstand the attack just now, but this woman who was only at the Spirit Sovereign realm was able to withstand it.    

    

In their eyes, her strength was not even comparable to an ant.    

    

"It's up to you if you want to kill me. It's impossible for me to obey you."    

    

"Alright!"    

    

"Don't worry. I'll let you have a good taste of my skills. "    

    

"Lock her up. I don't want to perform a live performance in Emperor Song's palace." Third Young Master Wolf said with a cold smile.    

    

With a wave of his hand, a few Nether Soldier dragged Li Zixuan out of the palace.    

    

Third Young Master Wolf returned to his seat and Emperor Song said, "Third young master, this time, the Wolf Clan..."    

    

Before Emperor Song could finish, Third Young Master Wolf took over the conversation and said, "Don't worry, thirty thousand warriors of the Wolf Clan have already entered the Thunder Sparrow Empire. They can launch a surprise attack on the abdomen of the Black Gold Empire at any time. At that time, they can coordinate with the army in front of them. By working together from the inside, we can definitely take down those rebels from the Black Gold Empire. "    

    

"Haha, thank Ling Zun on my behalf."    

    

The Third Young Master of the Wolf Clan, the Wolf Clan that Emperor Song mentioned, was not an ordinary Wolf Clan, but a race of Dark Wolves. The Dark Wolves were not Demonic Beast or Immortal Beast, but a race that rose rapidly on the Yellow Springs Avenue a few years ago.    

    

The speed at which they rose was amazing. The Dark Wolf did not have its original form. It was a Strange Beast that was born from the essence of the heaven and earth, although its strength was not as strong as the Strange Beast. Moreover, they all had undying bodies. At least, there was no way to kill the Dark Wolf now.    

    

Such a powerful race hadn't been born in the past because of an unexpected race created by a White Wolf.    

    

In order to pay tribute to that White Wolf, they named it the Abyssal Wolf.    

    

The rise of the Dark Wolf Clan had also allowed them to move from the Yellow Springs Avenue into the Path of Hell. Furthermore, their prestige in the Path of Hell was very high.    

    

The current patriarch of the Wolf Clan was very smart and knew how to seize opportunities. Even King of Inferno didn't dare to underestimate the Dark Wolf Clan, which showed how powerful their combat strength was.    

    

The reason Emperor Song invited Third Young Master Wolf this time was for the upcoming war.    

    

With the participation of the Undead Dark Wolf, he now had a 10% chance of victory. Originally, this battle should have been hosted by Yama or King of Inferno, but the appearance of the giant nine-colored divine thunder dragon and the birth of Asura last time... King of Inferno and the others were trying to calm him down.    

    

Even the supreme commander of this battle was entrusted to Emperor Song. In order to win this battle, Emperor Song had to gather all the combat strength that he could use.    

    

He could only succeed and not fail.    

    

Once he failed, it would be the end of Path of Hell.    

    

The higher-ups would never allow them to fail. If they failed, they would die.    

    

"With the help of the Dark Wolf and the Cold Tiger, as well as the Mountain of All Things and the Northern Sea Palace, Black Gold Empire will be just around the corner. Asura will definitely lose." Emperor Song's eyes flickered with ruthlessness.    

    

After drinking the wine in his cup, the banquet continued.    

    

Two days later.    

    

In the outer perimeter of the Ghost Mine, a figure was approaching the Ghost Mine under the cover of dark clouds.    

    

In the Ghost Mine, as the name suggested, the mountain range was filled with a large amount of dead spirits. The mountain range formed by the dead spirits had a mine and a mine. There were constantly slave spirits working on it. Mining in the mines, carrying stones on the back of the rocks.    

    

Looking at the Ghost Mine Range in the distance, Zhao Xin frowned, feeling slightly uneasy.    

    

"The lightning formation has sealed off the mountain range. I wonder if Zixuan is in trouble."    

    

Zhao Xin was very worried. The faint uneasiness in his heart told him that the situation might have gone beyond his control.    

    

He had always believed in his intuition.    

    

This time, his intuition told him that this trip was very dangerous.    

    

"If a man dies, the bird will turn to the sky, if he doesn't die for tens of thousands of years, then this old man has already endured so much suffering. Could it be that he can still die here this time?"    

    

Zhao Xin laughed at himself, then he hid his body and rushed towards Ghost Mine.    

    

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